I grew up in an artists' community in New York, in a building that was government-subsidised for artists. No one made any money, but they made art for the sake of art.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Now almost every artist outside of New York is connected with some school or some museum school, and even in New York the majority are. That's an interesting fact when you take the idea of making money, making a living selling paintings. Only a dozen or two painters do that.
With my friends in Brooklyn, many of them started out as artists. I saw many of these friends move into late middle age, still struggling without health insurance or a cushion. I saw people who had given up being artists. Being an artist necessitates a compromise or living on the edge.
You don't make any money being an artist. Writing and producing? You get your money from that. You live comfortable.
Artists usually don't make all that much money, and they often keep their artistic hobby despite the money rather than due to it.
I was an artist - I fancied myself an artist - I sold paintings at bars to pay my rent.
I am not a commercial industry creator. I don't believe in making art to make money.
The big pay-off was to work as an artist and gain some shred of respect from your friends, who were also artists. But there was never any notion that you could make a living out of art. On the rare occasions you had a gallery show, and sold a little work, well, that was just gravy.
It's true that there are people who live the idea of being an artist, as opposed to the idea of making art.
I was exposed to the arts, but there was no one in my family who was an artist.
I'm not such an artist type that I can't handle the real world. I read the financial pages, because most people don't talk about art.
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